It’s been a lovely trip. I guess this city will never bore me. It’s so different. I love its fast pace and the streets that smell of perfume. I love the kind bus drivers, paper coffee cups, colourful Notting Hill houses, private, hidden gardens in the middle of the city, the sound of an oncoming underground train, christmas decorations in Oxford Street and British men wearing tweed jackets and polished shoes. I love it all.
Gosiu, thank you again for being such a great companion, Aga, thanks for being such a great host and babe, thank you so much for texting me so often…I’m not leaving you again, three days is way too much.
|a text is much faster|
|Whittard of Chelsea|
|best cookies in the whole wide world|
|Kate is everywhere|